“Third one on the right,” he said to James.
The other man ran ahead and opened the door, obviously as eager as Sloan. His cock was so hard he wasn’t certain how he was going to undo his jeans without hurting himself. God, that scene had been hot. Made even hotter by the fact that James was sharing it with him. Sharing her with him.
Kinley whimpered and fought the folds of the blanket.
“Easy, baby, we’re nearly there,” Sloan told her. “You’re doing so well.”
He walked inside the room. He’d chosen the harem room because he knew it was Kinley’s favorite. Plus, it had a huge fucking round bed in the center. It was decked out with a red velvet cover and lots of cushions.
James pulled all the cushions off, throwing them aside. Sloan had to chuckle.
“In a hurry, brother?”
“Aren’t you?” James countered. “You’ve got the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen in my life in your arms, and she’s all fucking ours.”
Yes. Yes, she was.
He laid her on the bed and unwrapped her like a present. Best fucking present ever.
“I can’t believe this is happening.” She looked from one to the other. “Is this real?”
“You bet your ass it is, darlin’,” he told her as he laid down next to her and started to kiss his way down her body. “This is your reality from now on. Two men to love you.”
“Cherish you,” James stated as he laid on her other side. He started at her knee and kissed his way up her body.
“Protect you.”
“Dominate you.”
“Love you,” they both said together.
“Fuck that was cheesy,” Sloan said with a grin. “Don’t tell me we’re going to finish each others sentences and sing in harmony from now on.”
“Pretty difficult when neither of us can sing,” James said.
They both looked down at her, and she shook her head. “Don’t look at me.”
“See, fucking perfect for each other.”
As they sucked on her nipples, they each grabbed a leg, pulling them back so she was spread. Sloan pressed a finger deep inside her as James flicked her clit.
“Come baby,” James said to her. “You were such a good girl downstairs, come for us now.”
She shook in their arms, her breath growing faster as they played with her pussy and teased on her nipples. Finally, Sloan felt her pulse around his finger, and she cried out as she came, her body shaking between them. They held her steady, running their hands over her skin to soothe her.
“Damn, that’s a beautiful sight,” James said, watching her as Sloan kissed down her body. He knelt between her legs. James held her legs up for him. Sloan reached for the butt plug, twirling it inside her ass as she groaned. He leaned in and took a long lick of her pussy, flicking her clit lightly before circling her entrance.
“Oh, God. No, I can’t take more.”
“Yes, you can,” James told her. “You can take it, and more after that. For us, your Doms.”
Sloan had already told James all her limits, both hard and soft, before they’d set up the scene below. They hadn’t spoken so much about this part other than deciding who was taking her ass and who got her pussy. But then this part didn’t need much preparation.
“There’s condoms in the side table,” Sloan told him. “James is taking your pussy tonight while I’m going to be in your ass.”
Her only reply was a whimper he took as agreement. Not that he’d really been searching for her permission. She could always use her safe word. Always. But he didn’t think she would use it for this. She wanted this as much as they did her.
James, who’d been stripping off his clothes and putting on a condom, now lay naked on his back.
“Climb over him darlin’,” Sloan ordered, helping her onto her hands and knees, she moved a little slowly, swaying slightly as though she were drunk or high.
He guessed she was in a way. And he felt the same.
She crouched over James and they looked so right together. Him dark, her fair. Him hard, her soft. James pulled her down for a kiss as he slowly entered her. He rocked his way in and out of her as Sloan quickly got undressed. He put a condom on. Then he knelt behind her and reached for the butt plug. This time, he didn’t tease her, he couldn’t hold on much longer and he knew they couldn’t either.
He slowly pulled the plug from her ass.
Low noises of pleasure escaped from her throat. When the plug was out, he threw it away and, lining up his cock, slowly started to enter her.
Oh, God. It was too much. Way too much. James’s cock inside her pussy, Sloan pushing his way into her ass. James was gorgeous. He wasn’t as big as Sloan but there wasn’t an inch of fat on him. He was sleek, muscular, and so sexy he took her breath away.
As Sloan slowly entered her back passage, she leaned in and kissed James. He cupped the back of her neck, holding her in place as he deepened the kiss, taking it to the next level.
And then they were both inside her. One drew out as the other pushed inside. In and out. Need grew again. Small at first then it swirled through her body, gathering up steam. That orgasm she’d already experienced wasn’t enough. She was greedy. She wanted more.
They sped up, taking her higher and higher with them, until she could feel herself growing close to the edge. Then Sloan reached around between her and James and flicked her clit.
And she soared.
Her yell filled the room. She clamped down around James’s cock and he let out a loud cry. God, she’d never experienced anything like this before. Being sandwiched between them, having them both inside her just seemed to make everything more intense. The orgasm went on and on, the ripples still shaking her body as she heard James cry out, felt him follow her over into bliss. He buried his face against her neck, holding her close. She clung to him.
Behind her, Sloan drew back then drove forward. In and out. In the morning, she was probably going to be feeling this, but for now she was high on endorphins. His cock rocked her, making her shudder as another wave of pleasure raced through her. He suddenly stilled, letting out a low moan as he came, slumping against her.
She treasured the feeling of being between them, of knowing they were hers.
Forever.
She lay curled up against Sloan in their bed later that night, her head on his chest so she could hear his heartbeat. James was tucked up behind her.
“It’s hard to believe this is real,” she muttered sleepily. “That this isn’t a dream.”
“I know,” James added. “I still think I’m going to wake up and find it’s a figment of my imagination.”
“Well, it’s happening. And in the morning, you’ll both wake up, and we’ll all be in this bed, if Kinley doesn’t kick us out. She isn’t a good sharer.”
She whacked Sloan on the chest lightly.
“We need a bigger bed,” James said then yawned. “A super king. I’ll order one in the morning, they can have it here by the afternoon.” He went silent, and she could feel how tense he’d become. “Sorry.”
She frowned slightly. Behind her, he rolled over, away from them.
Oh, no, that wasn’t how things were going to be. She sat up.
“James? James, look at me.” She made her voice firm. Unbending.
He rolled over, but his face was guarded, no emotion showing. Sloan just tucked his hands behind his head, looking happy to let her take the lead on this.
“Why are you sorry for suggesting we need a new bed?”
“Because I didn’t just suggest it, did I? I was just going to go ahead and get one whether the two of you wanted it or not. Controlling everything like I always do when I told myself I wasn’t going to do that.”
“You think we don’t want the bed?” She was slightly confused.
He glanced away.
“He thinks we don’t want him,” Sloan told her calmly. “Not the real him. Not the man who is controlling and domineering.”
“Isn’t that who he
is?” she asked.
“Exactly,” Sloan replied.
“I can change,” James told her, looking slightly alarmed. “I told myself I’d be less commanding.”
She sighed. “All right, let’s get some things straight. First off, I love you both the way you are, and no one is changing. Got that?” She held her hand up as James started to speak. “Okay, maybe we haven’t lived together before. But we’ve spent a lot of time together during a stressful period. I saw plenty of your bossy ways then. I wasn’t scared of them then and I’m not now. And, yes, maybe you’ll get a bit overbearing at times. Do you know what I’ll do then?”
“What?” he asked, looking unsure.
“I’ll tell you. Because we don’t just retreat and not talk about stuff. Communication is going to be key in our relationship. So, no assuming you know how we feel about stuff. I happen to be totally in love with the idea of a new bed, and if you want to order it, go ahead.”
James was silent for a moment. “It won’t just stop with a bed.”
“I know, James,” she said softly. “I know who you are, and I love you. Will you piss me off? No doubt. I’m going to do the same to you, though. You going to walk away the first time I do something you disagree with?”
“No.”
“He’ll probably just spank your ass,” Sloan said with a grin.
She rolled her eyes. “Not all problems can be solved with a spanking.”
“Yes, they can.”
“Does that mean I get to spank you?” she asked Sloan.
“You can try, darlin’. You can certainly try.”
Something eased inside him at their bantering. They really did want the real him. He’d often wondered if he’d been too damaged as a child to really know how to care for someone else.
But he loved these two. They were home. They were his. Always.
And as Sloan drew Kinley across his lap and started to playfully smack her ass, he found himself laughing and then diving in to help Sloan subdue their naughty, playful, darling sub.
Epilogue
“James Michael March, where the hell are you?”
James looked over at Sloan, who sat in the other armchair. The game they’d been watching was a rerun, and Sloan quickly turned off the television.
“I warned you,” Sloan said. “I told you she’d be pissed. You should have told her.”
The thought of Kinley angry at him didn’t fill him with worry as it once might have. Instead, he turned to greet her with a smile.
“Hello, baby, aren’t you looking beautiful today?”
She stormed into the media room. They’d decided to sell Sloan’s house and move into something a bit bigger and more secure. Something that made it easier for him to protect them all. This house had a large electronic gate, cameras, and a security system. And he slept better at night because of it.
Which is why, Kinley told him later, she and Sloan had agreed to the move. It was still hard to get used to the two of them putting him first when he’d always thought it should be the other way around.
But he figured it was something you did for the people you loved.
There had been problems, of course. More between him and Kinley than him and Sloan. He guessed they knew each other’s quirks. But he and Kinley had to get used to each other. But when he went too far, she didn’t retreat, didn’t sulk, she stood toe-to-toe with him and had it out.
And fuck if he didn’t find that sexy as hell.
“Flattery is not going to work!”
“Is there something wrong?” he asked mildly. He knew exactly what was wrong. She held a letter in her hand, and he was pretty sure he knew what it said.
“You paid off my debts.” Her hands went to her hips, and she glared at him.
God, she was magnificent. She still had a few moments of insecurity about her body, but he and Sloan were working on it.
He stood and moved towards her. “Yes, I did.”
“I told you not to.”
He nodded calmly. “You did.”
“Then why didn’t you listen to me?”
“Because there is no way I’m having my woman stressing over money when I have enough to pay those damn bills a thousand times over.”
“That’s not the point.” She stomped her foot.
Yep, seriously cute.
He cupped her face and waited for her to calm slightly then leaning in, he kissed her lightly. “It is exactly the point. I love you, Kinley.” He looked over as Sloan joined them, moving up behind Kinley so she was between them, where she belonged. “And no matter what, I’m always going to do whatever I can to ease your stress, to make you happy, to be everything I can for you. So, yeah, I paid the bills and I’m not apologizing for it. Can you say you wouldn’t do the same for me?”
She tried to hold onto her temper. But then she deflated with a growl. “Damn it. I hate when you make sense.”
He chuckled and leaned in and kissed her. “So, am I forgiven?”
She tapped her lip thoughtfully. “Hmm, I don’t know, you might need to make it up to me.”
He laughed. “I think I can do that. Yes, I can definitely do that.”
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